The Ineffable Incalescence [Eteru/Richard]

Ulysses Bell took in a breath of the warm, summer air. The sun was out. Hardly a cloud in the sky. He leans against the wooden railing of their balcony. That overlooks a quickly growing city from several stories up in their penthouse. An abode he didn't expect to ever come into possession of. Granted there were a lot of things that he never expected to happen. At this point he really shouldn't be surprised.

A nice breeze ruffled his silk bathrobe. Sending a pleasant chill as it brushes against his freshly clean skin. Having just got out of the shower moments prior. Long ago he wasn't the sort of person to stroll around his home in such loose attire. But after finding the new love of his life and moving in together. It quickly came to his attention when their relationship got more intimate that clothing didn't tend to stay on for long periods of time. There came a point where he gotten tired of littering articles of clothing around that he settled on not wearing any actual clothing in their home.

Maya did on one or two occasions to try and convince them to be naturalists. Using pretty words and talking about Athailian beliefs. He loves her, truly does. But he wants them to at least have an illusion of being civilized people to other people. And not naked beasts addicted to each other. Not that he doesn’t mind that prospect of course. He very much was a romantic.

But they must maintain an image of society. A notion he is sure even his boss, Lady Heulyn Ithkar, knows. A newlywed to a living legend. She wasn't as good at projecting an image of ageless power like her husband yet but she was getting there. When he first went into her office she felt the brush of her mana and saw an image. She was sitting on a throne wreathed in fire, light, and miracles. A crown of stars adorn her sunfire hair. Amber-gold eyes that shone with the first light that illuminated the void. She felt infallible. That with her fair hand she will ensure Angelarium has a bright future. But like her, he was used to being in the presence of mighty individuals. And so he could see details that were obscure by her brilliance.

He took a glance to her womb once through his mystical vision. A bundle of violet flames that yearn for a certain someone to quench it. She did well in not letting the heat flow throughout her body. Pushing it down but that seems to have only served to intensify the flame. She craved her husband's touch. But she has to keep it in the bedroom. That was the social code of the Anubites. The Athailian on the other hand, are far less concerned about such concepts such as decency. A fact he learned early on with Maya who in contrast to Heulyn was enshrouded in violet flames. As such she needs a lot more quenching. Not that he ever complains of course.

Maya was still freshening up in the bathroom. He let her be given they both learn early on in their relationship that if they constantly distract each other. They will get nothing done. That and they were both adults. Waiting a few minutes to tangle their limbs is a feat they should be capable of.

Sometimes.

Ulysses was very correct, Athailian's did have a looser compass when it came to social sensibilities when dealing with their sexual desires. Though generally it all amounts to a certain point, don't rub other peoples faces in it and unless given the right signals don't involve others who don't want any part in it. This was something Maya followed to a T, though she like to be alittle risky when she and Ulysses could get away with some... Public action. Some naughty games when out ad about involving testing each others formidable stamina. First one to lose their cool has to do whatever the other wishes of them.

Of course those games have grown more bold over the years they've loved each other. Though when it gets too out of hand then her brother Darrius has to step in and do the whole slapping their wrists routine. Her brother was more than supportive with their relationship and because she didn't like lying to him, he knows about as much about Ulysses as she does... And while he may have been wary of Darrius knowing at first, Darrius was cool about it, if anything he got along muuuch better with Ulysses after knowing this much. The mystery about him is what made him so initially confrontational with him when they started dating, secrets are a no go with him since their family is down to just Darrius and Maya. He can't lose the last family he has to someone who won't share their past or who they are...

Over the decade they've known each other Maya became a respected blacksmith that was known across the Athailian territory and beyond into the Anubite realm for making items imbued with Psionic energies to manifest different powers and abilities in the wearer. Darrius had rose along the chain of command despite his more confrontational nature, his dedication was never in question he just liked to butt heads with the chain of command... Now he was in a position of command. A Commander of the garrison in the part of the City Ulysses and Maya now lived in, a way to keep his baby sister safer, trusting Ulysses to  protect her first and foremost... While they did not get along initially, Darrius now thinks of him as a brother, the man that was meant to take his sisters hand one day. Once they finally seal the deal of course. Something he teases them on despite still being single himself.

Maya was a very passionate person, so it was alot of work for her to get hr hot headed brother to finally trust in Ulysses. She put her trust in him and slowly he opened up to her, despite everything he told her it never made her doubt in him, never wavering or asking if there were any falsehoods. Because just as he could see the flames of passion roiling over her, so too could she see his soul and that while he was a secluded person, he was not one she needs to worry about or fear.

Maya emerges from the bathroom, a towel wrapping up her hair with only her horns being visible, a silk robe hanging loosely around her form as she wanders over to Ulysses with a refreshed sigh and a glowing smile on her face as she looked out at the sprawling city beyond their balcony. Years ago this was just a small settlement away from the main city, now it is the home of thousands thanks to their races rising numbers again. "Heeey~ See anything interesting out there today?"

Their public endeavors never cease to amaze him at times. He was never the sort to get risque out in public. But her presence is a drug to him. How could he deny her pull into these lewd games. For a good while in the beginning she held a strong winning streak.

Her psionics were more maneuverable than his magic. Many times he felt her psionic energies clamp around his groin. Tricking his nerves to make it feel like she was either sliding it up her core or licking it. And she did this in incrementally daring spots. At first it was in the park or on the street. Places he wasn’t concerned in letting out noises under his breath. Then she started doing it in more crowded areas such as a movie theater.

It took some time for him to come up with effective tactics. He knew the best were ones that are not expected. Whenever Maya uses her psionics he feels it is comic. Giving him a sparse few seconds to brace whatever she had planned.

So instead of doing anything to her directly. He laid rune traps by channeling mana through the earth beneath his feat. Earth was one of his affinities. Making it take less focus to discreetly lay a hidden rune circle in Maya’s path. The effects vary on his mood for the game. But commonly it just sends a strong jolt of ecstasy up her body. It startles her enough that she slips out a squeal of pleasure.

However she seems to learn to stop herself by clamping a hand over her mouth. Oh well, he has plenty of other tricks up his sleeve.

He was glad for Darrius’s presence in their lives. Because he was sure that without him being a check to their crude shenanigans. Maya would have gotten both of them in trouble with the Anubites. Not that is likely to begin with. He has contingencies in wait to get them out of any sort of trouble out in public. It just would be nice if he didn’t have to use them for that.

Beside that he was glad his and Darrius' relationship didn’t start off too rocky. He was understanding that he needed time to open up about himself. Over time he did drop tidbits about himself. Mainly his personal interests. Such as being a large bibliophile. He enjoys watching book adaptations to criticize how they did. Build and maintain a personal library. And is rather a writer himself. Mostly in fanfiction.

He supported Maya's passion in blacksmithing. There were times he felt like joining it but knew he shouldn’t hog her limelight. This was her time to shine and he won’t undermine that. Besides he knew his boss wouldn’t want him to flaunt off his skills all that much. Magus are secretive about their Magecaft for a reason. A mindset that was part of the reason he was elusive about his talents.

Heulyn Ithkar gleaned his capabilities when she learned of his Origin when they met. And is one of the core reasons why she had him work for her. They were equals in terms of mystical might and technique. After all, mysteries increase in potency with age of the concept. And many scholars claim that Civilization truly starts with Literature. For how else would History be remembered?

With such a powerful Origin he came to learn powerful mysticism at the feet of legends long ago. Leading him to spare no expenses when it comes to protecting Maya. No doubt some will call it overkill when they learn what defenses are in place.

Like Darrius, Ulysses has grown to see him as a brother figure. Fitting since he is sure he’ll become his brother-in-law. On the side however he’s not all that motivated. Or to be more specific, making it official in the eye of society. He doesn’t need the state's permission or blessings. In his mind, one doesn't need a piece of paper to tell them that someone is a couple. This largely stems from his past life where he was in a relationship with his younger sister. And they weren't allowed to get married. Because it was illegal.

He never told anyone the reason. So he sucked it up and made plans to one day propose to Maya. Then they will have a hopefully small wedding. He detest having such a private, intimate thing be paraded in the public eye. They have no place to be in such a special moment.

When Maya first met Ulysses he carried the same smell that she would get from opening an old book. While he carried an air of mystery. It carried no ill intent. Rather it’s the sort of mystery that one feels when walking among shelves packed with books lost to time. His eyes spoke of wisdom untold. He may be young, but he held the air of an old elder who spent perhaps too much time in his personal collection.

Ulysses finally broke out of his musings when Maya came up to his side. Instinctively he snakes an arm around her waist to pull her against his body. Relishing the warmth off of her. Her fresh perfume was intoxicating. However unlike her he had a tad more composure. “Life is thriving.” All you really need are a few simple words to convey so much more. He turned to her. Reaching up to cup her silken cheek. “Yet you’re still the most fascinating person I’ve laid my eyes on today.” He smiled. Not caring how cheesy it was before he leaned in to give her a passionate kiss.

Their back and forth magical antics was the bane of Darrius's existence but he wasn't going to punish them too harshly for it. Certainly to a point but it was usually just an excuse to get them back to their house so they can bonk each other senseless in the privacy of their own home so he has less paperwork to do. It, just like many of the new things he now has to take care of as Commander, are facts of life, so dissuading them from these 'games' of theirs is pointless, Darrius was much less open about his Athailian heritage but he knew she only did it because she loved Ulysses. His sister wasn't the type to just do this for any guy she was infatuated with, of that he was clear since she displayed on afew prior occasions before she and Ulysses started going out that she has just as much of a temper as he does. So seeing her this laid back, this happy, it made him glad that she found her chosen one.

And while the outcomes of their games may turn Maya beet red, she certainly enjoyed seeing what sort of creative 'solutions' Ulysses would come up with to counter her. Said solutions having her on multiple brinks on multiple occasions, all of them only making her come up with more creative problems and counter attacks for him to deal with, while making them interesting for herself in return since she can have those sensations apply to her too. So when she exerts power to his loins to have them feel like they are enveloped in her core, she would feel him there despite the fact they could very well be sitting down and enjoying a lovely brunch while she stares into his eyes wondering what he will do next in retaliation. The topic of marriage was certainly something she liked, especially when they were a decade into their relationship, though she felt no need to rush Ulysses about this. With Athailian's having such a long life as they do, they have their lifetime to love someone, so there was no rush to get into massive events like these.

Though when it came to her work she was curious about what he could do, not for the commercial uses she does but for the sake of curiosity and see what he can make. Maybe she could glean some inspirations in her work by watching him.

Maya hummed happily as Ulysses pulled her to his side, perfectly fine in wrapping an arm around him as she rests her head against his arm in looking out across the horizon. When he turned to her and cupped her cheek she just smiled up at him before meeting his passionate kiss with her own, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck to bring them chest to chest so he could feel the quickening pace of her heart, despite just tending to each other minutes ago in the shower she certainly didn't mind some more attention from him, after this long together they knew each others bodies pretty well and their abilities certainly help in keeping everything fresh. His cheesy line does coax a sweet giggle from her, her cheeks flush with colour before she looked back up into his eyes. "My my, and here I thought you'd already charmed your way into robes and here you are saying all this." She says with a slight purr in her voice before giving him a more than appreciative peck, looking torn about leaving it just at that as she beams a smile up at him. "Now that I think about it, are you expected anywhere today?" She says in an almost hopeful tone, likely because she wants him all to herself again.

Maya amp the ante when Darrius started to get annoyed at their little games. This time they have to pleasure each other without Darrius ever noticing. A challenge for even Maya given her brother can more easily sense whenever she uses psionics. Forcing her to improvise other means. Same with Ulysses. Over the years when he became more open so did his choice of options to deliver some sweet revenge on his girlfriend.

Of course he first told her the things he could do in a serious manner. Especially since she was interested in what exactly he can do. The crux of his Magecraft stems from his Innate Domain or Inner World, whichever one calls it. It was modified over his lifetime. A Heroic Spirit by the name of Ashurbanipal gifted him one of his personal Noble Phantasms. Gerginakku Aššurbaniapliim, All the World’s Knowledge.

Ashurbanipal brought to Nineveh all the pieces of literature his scribes could find from across the known world. These tablets he had painstakingly copied and filed into a massive library that seemed to contain the combined knowledge of all humanity at that point in history. And that is what this Noble Phantasm crystalizes. This library filled with the legends of mankind can bring to life the ancient figures of myth. It is from this library that he can summon forth Servants without needing to go through the standard method.

When he died, the Goddess who created his personal heaven essentially placed his soul in his Domain. And expanded on it. For she wanted to make sure that he will never be bored in his paradise for all time. So she drew upon the concept of The Library of Babel and fused into his own. Giving him a true library with no end to its shelves. He still has access to this place. Either mentally or physically bringing it out through Domain Expansion. The latter he chose to show to Maya and Darrius. His soul made manifest. Mouseion of Eternity’s End, Methuselah.

No words could be said to ever paint a picture of such how grand of a collection of knowledge awaited them inside. Grand bookshelves that seem to stretch as far as the eyes can see. Humanoid shades garb in white robes maintain the place. A sense of mystery radiates off the countless books around them. This was his personal heaven that he spent so long in that it’s trivial to guess how long. Then he explained one of his forms of Magecraft. Legend Crafting. The authentic creation and reproduction of precious tools. He crystallizes the bottomless well of Mystery in his Domain to form powerful armaments made using imagination as their core. In short he could turn Maya’s blades into Noble Phantasms with conceptual properties. It was clear that one of the reasons he didn’t step into Maya’s spotlight is because the market doesn’t need such powerful relics floating about for anyone to get.

Given he brought up the existence of Heroic Spirits he told a bit about them. And how he has own group of them that he named them Librarians. As of now he has ten main ones that he calls upon. There was little need for more given he doesn’t want to annoy Heulyn. Both of them agreed that summoning Heroic Spirits was something that should be limited to a few people. It’s these Librarians that he rely on for many tasks. Protecting Maya, serving as his proxy for meetings, assisting him in work related matters, and the like. Early on in the relationship, as a good partner would, he was honest about his past in terms of sexual activity. He wasn’t lovers with any of them, they were friends with benefits.That line admittedly did blur during his time in Methuselah. When he was reborn and got into a relationship again the acts stopped out of respect.


It’s his Magecraft that can also theoretically make him able to live forever. So Maya does never have to worry about outliving him. As such he doesn’t feel rushed to put the ring on the finger like races with short lifespans typically do. They can enjoy loving each other for a long time.

Said love is evident in his gaze that quickly became with dark pools. Feeling her own heartbeat already rose the flagpole full mast. And he was sorely tempted to bend her waist over the balcony to make love right there and then. Relishing the image of her bouncing breasts out in the open. They were high enough that no one would see their crude act. But he clamps down on that train of thought. He creates enough paperwork for Darrius as it is.

Not needing any more prompting he tightened his arm around her waist. Pressing her harder against him. She was so very insatiable, but that was another thing he loved about her. Maya would feel something hot begin to rub in-between her heavenly thighs. His other arm went around her upper back. Placing his hand behind her neck to give deeper kisses. Wrangling his tongue with her own. Gasping he pulled out to finally respond. “Nowhere at all my darling. I’ll never leave your arms once if that is what you desire.” He sighted her lips once more. His hands roam to feel her supple form. Moans of pleasure rumble in his chest. It was true that he wasn’t needed anywhere. It goes to show how convenient having Servants were.

Then his lust became too much. “Let me carry you back inside. It’s getting chilly out here.” Kissing her cheek he lowered his hands to firmly grip her full rear. Lifting her up he angles something hot for her to slide down. Mana pumps into his bones to give him the stamina and strength needed to start bouncing his mature girlfriend on his asset. Leaning back somewhat to let Maya rest on his chest. He starts to kiss her again as he carryfuck her back inside. Her towel slid off in the process. This was a position that they were familiar with. Not only do they do this to get around their place. But also outside of their place in certain places. Often whenever they are in the hallway that leads to the elevator to their room. Maya, often tired after a day in the forge, often requests her boyfriend to carry her the rest of the way.

While the fact that he was given the entire wealth of humanities knowledge was something of a academic miracle, the two of them were more interested in the servants he brought up. Seeing as neither of them were the bookworm type after all. Learning about these servants was something of a stretch for both of the Xia siblings at first. Darrius was more concerned with how so many souls from another universe could handle being transferred over this this new one... And if any of them would be willing to have a fight with him. Something he likes to do often because he's a commander, and intends to keep climbing if he can keep annoying the others in the chain of command.

Maya, when hearing that he had other sexual encounters with these servants, was fine with it. Athailian's aren't strangers to the concept of open relationships and friends with benefits, it was down to the individual to decide what kind of style suited them. So as long as Ulysses gave her his love then so too would she love him, as long as that fact didn't change then neither would she. Though admittedly there was alot of huffy pouting to learn that she may not have been his first, from there her antics outside the bedroom only seemed to increase until she got over that little hill in knowing the acts stopped out of respect. From there she did want to meet the servants that her boyfriend had at his disposal though would do so slowly so she could get used to the idea and history of them, besides that she was looking forward to all the embarrassing stories they could tell her that Ulysses wouldn't tell her outright.

Now in the present Maya was all too happy to see those darkening pools in his gaze, as she felt his hands start to shift around her, her heart racing as she wonders just what he will do next. The brief idea of being bent over this balcony did cross her mind, though it looked like he had much better ideas in mind as she gave a squeak in being so quickly raised off of her feet before the feeling of a warm rod caresses her silky thighs and his hands oh so eagerly sinking into the soft yielding flesh of her generous behind. She dragged a fang across her bottom lip while her face lit up with a mix of embarrassment and anticipation.

Her body started to give off more warmth, certainly noticeable for the rod so close to slipping into her snug core. And his sweet words of being able to give her everything she needs was all she wanted to hear as she beamed a mixed smile of joy and slight impatience as she whined for him before she responded as he started to turn away from the balcony and back inside. "You can most certainly carry me back inside love, great idea." She says as she clings to him, letting his warmth and hers mix as she gives a soft gasp that lowers into a moan of satisfaction as something she dearly missed was slipping back up to where it belongs, snugly fit like lock and key before each of his steps bounces her against him while her legs wrap around his strong back, not tight enough to hold her and stop the bouncing but certainly enough to ease some of the burden on him as she even uses some of her Psionic potential to make herself lighter and vice versa when appropriate to help with the rising and the all too satisfying fall as he knocks up into spaces only he could probe and push against, driving her more and more wild with each small drop while her first climax grows ever closer.

Not just the wealth of humanities knowledge. But every piece of literary art that could ever possibly exist is within his domain as a result of merging with the concept of the Library of Babel. While it’s impossible for one to truly find what they’re looking for, there’s even a book somewhere among the shelves that detail the life of the Xia Siblings first ancestor. In regards to his Servants, calling them souls is incorrect. They’re Elementals of power granted form using imagination as a container (Much like precious tools), they are entirely woven from the ideals of people all throughout history. There are even Servants based on inanimate objects like a space probe and even fictional characters. The latter is how Ulysses manages to create Servants who only ever existed in his head. In general, Heroic Spirits are no more than copies. And those copies' very existence is defined by their Master over time. As seen in their display of loyalty and devotion to Ulysses.

They all are amiable toward the siblings. Since they are friends to their Master, they can be friendly to them. Some even took up on Darrius’s request for sparring. With Maya she found herself with quite a few female Servants as new friends. Many were happy in their Master finding a Girlfriend. A lot of them lived and breathed for him. Their bodies were his. All of this devotion accumulated in supporting Maya dating life. Dressing her up, teaching her his favorite kinks, and as requested share embarrassing stories. It’s through them that she learned her boyfriend is a switch. He likes taking his Servants on the spot no matter the place but loves it more when they do it to him.

They recounted a little story where they did some roleplay. Some of them were in a room with Ulysses dressed up as a “dog” and he was only allowed to act like a dog. He was so cute crawling around, panting, hearts in his eyes, giving them nothing but worship. Overall it was clear that his Servants love him dearly. Since Athailian’s don’t frown on open relationships. Perhaps Maya could one day become interested in having these Servants retake their place before Ulysses. And they could both have fun with their beautiful bodies. Beside, with their ability to turn into their astral form, they will have something to vent their stress into if neither of them are together at the moment. They have different jobs after all.

After all, Maya seems like she can’t last long without some love. Becoming impatient only after a short few minutes. She must practically feel empty without him inside of her. To think they become so obsessed with each other. Even he feels incomplete at times without her in his arms. He relished how she made herself lighter. Letting him be able to make faster and harder thrusts. Her chest bounced lovingly in front of his face. It didn’t take long for him to lock his lips around one of her breasts. Sucking on it as he too is driven more wild each passing second. Since she was lighter he re positioned his hands to grip her waist to quicken the motion of the thrusts. So lost in this storm of lust that he forgot where exactly he was walking to.

At this point in their relationship they have generally marked every possible surface of the penthouse. Even the ceiling wasn’t safe. They were fortunate to have his Servants to clean after their messes. He doubted a house cleaner would do it no matter how much they were paid. He rather liked the place. It was minimalist and spacious. Cabinets displaying relics and other sorts of goodies they collected over the years. White couches with white pillows to hide any mess they make at a moment notice. (They both had to not burst out into giggles when Darrius sat on an unfortunate spot. A secret they share to this very day).  And technological goodies such as a holographic projector of a video screen. Why go out to the theaters when they can have their own personal widescreen experience. (Beside the thrill of risk taking that is.)  Not having a place in mind he just kept vigorously bouncing Maya.

The seemingly infinite library was something that did interest both of the siblings at one point in time after learning about it from their new friend, but studying was never the strong suit for Darrius so when he did start to try sifting through what he could to learn more about fire control and manipulation it was something of a mostly fruitless endeavour since most of it was written in complex ways, he controlled and shaped through feeling and emotions. Cold and technical wasn't his deal. Though Maya's search was alot more fruitful, it helped her gain some new insights before she went on to develop her own style of Psionic smithing.

Now when it came to the different things she learned from the servants regarding her new boyfriend, Maya was very glad that she got to know all of this juicy information and the extra help in some new outfits to use when they go out on dates and such, though usually such dresses don't stay on terribly long after the date reaches a certain point. Or at the very least it never remains whole, Maya liked a certain rough and tumble aspect of their relationship. One that one day perhaps she'll allow him to add the servants back into the equation, if they all consented to the idea of course. It wasn't the Athailian way to budge people into an already happy relationship.

Well Maya craved their physical compatibility, or really his ability to be universally compatible with her. No matter where she shifts her sensitive spots he always manages to find them and really punish them like he had a sixth sense for them. She wasn't dependant on his 'key' being indefinitely filling her lock as it were, but she certainly felt naked without it... A sensation that she has been more demanding of recently, more so than she has been in their last 10 years of dating. Of course she didn't think anything of it, but Ulysses was familiar with a concept known as the [Pale Season]. Now that is to say that none of the usual symptoms have shown up yet, but with how needy she's started to become she may be due for hers in the coming months or weeks ahead.

Now as she was so lovingly bounced against his pelvis, the glorious and sensual sounds of flesh smacking against flesh being only lightly drowned out by the sounds of the wonderful sound of Maya's delighted gasps and moans as Uly wrapped his lips around one of her full breasts. A delightful thought did worm its way through her head, she could certainly cross afew genetic wires so to speak and get him a refreshing drink though such a thought was washed away as he seemed to redouble his efforts as she was near effortlessly being bounced along his tool as it pounded and probed at whatever sweet spots could be plunders in her core, ones that generously rewarded with tight coiling of flesh and a unexpectedly suddenly release that had Maya crying out as she grits her teeth with a grin on her face, her eyes almost rolling into the back of her head while she wraps her arms tightly around him, her fingers lightly grazing along his back.

Of course she did love that they could afford and live in such a nice place, the previous place wasn't nearly as spacious or accommodating. But that was more to do with living in an empire that was once again finding its feet than anything else. Though it certainly was hard to keep herself in check when her brother sat on a soiled spot on the couch. She was thankful that Ulysses servants had the ability to stomach helping them clean after one of their more... 'Active' days. Pretty much any and all black lights are banned from the house until they and the servants have been able to clean the place top to bottom... Especially the ceilings... An all too tempting place to have some fun for one such as her who can alter gravity with her Psionics. Really any odd angle is open for them. Especially when she can use it to get them into an odd and out of the way place in public for some fun.

Heroic Spirits by nature tend to be extremely loyal one the relationship between a Servant and Master becomes solid and there are no conflicting traits. It’s not even a question whether or not they will consent. To devote their entire being to Ulysses is the very core reason for their unique existence. They are a copy after all. In sort they will do anything and everything for him. His happiness is their top priority. The more risque servants told Maya about how they made sure that not one female Servant didn’t know their proper place. Beside children of course. Overtime they even made a system where after a summon they were immediately brought to a special room to get them up to standards. It didn’t matter who they were. Saints, Queens, Heroines, Villains, Goddesses. They were all reminded of the sole purpose that defines their new life.

Ulysses wouldn’t mind at all if his family were brought into the picture. He loves and trusts them. In some ways he misses them. Sure he has sex for days. But there is a lot more to loving a woman beyond the fact that they have a gorgeous body. Not to mention that he did have a former sexual relationship with them. Very sexual. From taking showers with many female Servants pressing against him. Their wet skin is warm and slippery. To cuddle with them in a large heap on the bed. Those were nice times. If Maya was open and willing to let them in then he would be happy too. He would enjoy having her by his side to play with their Servants. And if she so wishes, he would get her some personal Servants that she would like to have around.

.Speaking of sexual need he was aware of the concept of the Pale Season. And have been coming up with ways to satisfy her. This is where his Servants will come in regardless of their role in the relationship. He has Servants who are skilled affecting change over the environment, obscuring people from view, affect the minds of others to make them think nothing of the ordinary, and other sorts of tricks. All of which to cover the future acts of streaking in public. The thought of carryfucking Maya through a crowd and no one noticing made the muscles in his groin tighten. Oh he’s very excited for it. He can’t wait to rail his girlfriend in all the places he wanted to when he beat him during their games. In sort, he was prepared for a very wet month of constant indulgence of the flesh. And he was debating whether or not to put Maya in a full nelson in front of an unaware Darrius.

By this point he was breathing heavily. Letting moans of pleasure to rip free of his mouth. Then his body shudders in bliss as he releases as well. Relishing in both the sounds coming from his girlfriend and the way her body shiver. This was his favorite moment. Typically a female orgasm can last up to 51 seconds. And most women do not have a refractory period. Meaning they can orgasm when simulated again. Ulysses has long mastered the art of making a woman have orgasms with no break. Walking over he pinned his girlfriend up against a pillar. As she’s still shivering he bad to ram his pelvis against her tight core. And he’ll do this to the point her eyes begin to display pink hearts. He love the act of fucking her silly. She looks so cute in that state.

The nature of an Heroic spirits loyalty has been something that has interested Darrius for a long while, even if they are just copied souls of the originals they possess a unique connection to Ulysses that he has been fascinated with, not unlike how his ancestors had with their constructs, beings forged in the fires of their smithies. Though to compare the two would be like comparing the sun to a torch. Though Maya was more interested in their stories and such, what they were didn't really come into her head since she just thought of them as people and not copies of people that don't exist in this reality. To her, they were this realities version of those supposed people. Besides the more risqué stories she got told certainly helped with her imagination, it helped her make some decisions that she'll key him into later on in the day.

It was a good thing that Ulysses was already aware of the Pale Season, many a lover from another species is often taken off-guard when they underestimate such a turbulent time in an Athailian's reproductive cycle despite their Athailian lovers warning them of such. Luckily for Maya, it would seem that Ulysses was more than capable and willing for the challenge ahead of him, and her decision of letting the servants get involved would certainly help him get through this period of her life. Some of his ideas were certainly bold, especially his idea of doing it in front of an unaware Darrius.... Though Maya won't complain.

Just like now, she certainly won't complain about her boyfriend continuously railing her, doing so in such a way that he had her continuously at her peek with no signs of coming down. Her cries of pleasure started to turn into wails, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist while her fingers dug into his back, unable to last against this onslaught that her insides convulsing to the point of painting his waist in her love while she was pinned up against a pillar, she gripped at anything to give herself some stability while she panted between her loving outcries along with her eyes being well on their way to giving him those heart shapes, something easily done by Maya once she realised that he loved seeing that. A sort of incentive to really push her buttons.

Besides the sheer debauchery they did have normal, more intimate stories to share. For a lot of them, for a Heroic Spirit it touches them on a personal level that no matter who why are, that someone centuries after their death someone remembers them. No matter if he’s a foreigner to most of them, he had heard their names long before he summoned them. And that means a lot to them. That this boy honoured the shadow of women he'd never even met and thought he never would. That somebody in this world thought, regardless of what tragic end they met that their name meant something to him. That no matter how far in the past they lived, he still found their memory to be worth remembering. It’s often for this reason alone that solidifies their undying allegiance to Ulysses. And they will be happy to carry out his every wish.

That aside, he was very much up to the challenge. Not the first time he was thrown through a warm and wet gauntlet of lust. Although he was grateful that Maya will allow his Servants to aid them during this time. Getting a helping hand or two was something he needed. He can’t do everything at once of course. That and he feels this could be a good way for Maya to bond with his servants. Already he could imagine the ideas he could do. He was excited to say the least. All in all he loved being with Maya. And he will make sure that Maya will always know that truth.

Much like now as he continues to aggressively pound into Maya. Relishing in her wails and how their hot forms grind against each other in their wild franzy of lust and love. Catching her lips with his own he kissed her passionately. It turned him on when he felt her tongue became less active as he continued to drive to that peak constantly. The awareness of the passage of time was lost on him. Only stopping when she goes limp in his embrace. Breaking the kiss he would enjoy the look of Maya’s pleasure face before glancing around to see the extent of their lovemaking.

To say the least their earlier shower was a bit pointless now which is typical. His waist and legs were slick with Maya’s love juices. And he was standing in a rather large puddle. Maya’s stomach was noticeably distended from all the stuffing he rammed into her womb. Her body was likely still quivering in orgasmic aftershocks. Smiling, he gave her a sweet kiss before carrying her over to the couch. Still walking with Maya still around him. He just likes being inside her.

Sitting down he held her up with his hands on her waist. Maya was still rather limp which roused the fire in his lions again. So he did a quick fuck by making her ride him. He let out a long moan as he pumped out his final load for now into her. Enjoying how her swollen belly became slightly bigger. Finally done he let Maya lay down on him. Exhaling a pleasant sigh at the warmth of the feel of Maya’s hot, sweaty body on him. His sword was still in her sheath. Keeping his warm essence inside of her. Thanks to some magic, it wasn’t unhealthy to keep himself hard for extended periods of time.

Wrapping his arms around her he turned enough to kiss her cheek before speaking hotly into her ear. “I’ll always love having sex with you Maya.” That was his honest truth. He wants to be with her forever. To a partner with just as equal a libido. He nuzzled against her head. Grazing his lips over her ear. Whispering in such a husky tone. “Perhaps I really just stop stalling and propose to you.”